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(Last Saturday, April 24, Jane received another letter from F. Fell, publisher, and mailed her answer today. [...]

[...] By session time they were somewhat diminished, but were very inhibiting during the day, making me hesitate to do the things I’d ordinarily do without a second thought, such as drive to the post office to mail Jane’s intro for Sue’s book Conversations With Seth. [...]

(We mailed the tape of the 170th session to Dr. Instream on Friday, July 23. [...]

Beside this, he received a letter in the mail, reporting the worst kind of nonsense, saying that the correspondent and his wife had heard that I was holding back “Unknown” 2, because the information could not be handled by the populace. [...]

[...] Then Saturday we learned by mail that Bantam is about to contract for the paperback edition of Politics. [...]

About Ruburt’s predictions (about yesterday’s mail; very successful): many people feel such a performance impossible. [...]

[...] She was taking calls from readers in all parts of the country, trying to keep up with the mail, participating in an occasional radio interview, and, for most of that time, conducting her classes. [...]

(Today we received from the Museum of Modern Art an acknowledgment that William Rubin had received the Cézanne book I’d mailed him on October 17. [...]

[...] Two people involved could be Jane and me; she purchased it, filled it out and mailed it for me, along with a note to the paper company that I wrote. [...]

[...] (On one side of the item we find “No mail or phone orders,” and on the other side, “Mail and phone orders filled,” plus a long series of telephone exchange numbers.)

(This afternoon Jane and I outlined a “credo” for her that we hoped she could follow back to the productive endeavors she loves so much: writing, poetry, painting, the sessions, the mail, cooking, feeding our cats, Billy and Mitzi, and so forth. (We still receive from 30 to 50 letters and packages a week.) After supper I wrote a version of the credo, stressing Jane’s ability to write prose and to handle the mail. [...]

(October 30, 11:30-12 noon, Friday: Immediately upon lying down I felt strongly that I would hear by mail this weekend, today or tomorrow, about a sale of the ESP book to Fell, I believe, with a contract. [...]

(This afternoon I mailed to Prentice-Hall the corrected page proofs for The God of Jane.

[...] I’d finally managed to finish proofreading her manuscript for Psychic Politics, and had it wrapped and ready to mail tomorrow [Monday] morning.)

[...] The mail had brought us good news early this afternoon; we’d celebrated with a drink, then Seth had come through.

[...] On the same day I returned them to Prentice-Hall, I also sent in Jane’s signed contract for If We Live Again—and the mail brought us the copy-edited manuscript for God of Jane.

[...] We finished correcting the proofs for Mass Events during our very quiet celebration of the year-end holidays, and early in January I mailed the book to Tam.

As if manufacturing tiny, intensely personal counterparts to those large events, Jane and I finished checking the proofs for God of Jane; she resumed work on her essays, and some new poetry, for If We Live Again; I painted, answered a lot of mail, and helped her continue our private sessions. [...]

[...] She could read and write, paint, have sessions, watch television, do a little simple housework, call or see a few close friends, and answer some of the mail. [...]

[...] Concentrate upon certain kinds of mail. [...]

[...] Reading mail may take an hour of more of it in midday. [...]

(The test object was among other papers that we cleaned up at the house, with the intention of mailing them to Mr. Birch’s new address in North Carolina; later we learned this wasn’t necessary and the papers lay forgotten in my file until I came across them the other day. [...]

[...] Ruburt cannot answer all mail personally, however, or his work and mine could suffer. [...]